However, Duke Rocard, who was watching her, was certain that she knew of Greyan’s existence from the beginning.
Greyan spoke cheerfully.
“‘Red Tear’ was my bid.”
“Please call me Karlin, Your Highness. Forgive me, I didn’t know…”
“If you had known, would you have given up the bid?”
“…….”
Karlin looked at Greyan’s face under the hood with a flushed and confused expression. Her eyes wavered, like a woman smitten with a man.
However, her answer was firm.
“No.”
“Ho.”
“I’m sorry, but I wanted to create a story that will be told for generations in the Ankhart family. It could also be a form of reputation.”
“Owning ‘Red Tear’ would mean the Ankhart family has made a mark in commerce?”
It was a tale where ambition and desire coexisted. Although the Ankhart family’s wealth was one of the top in the empire, the limitation of being a local noble was clear.
However, Karlin Ankhart had no intention of staying within those limits.
“Exactly.”
“I’ll give you ten million gold. How about transferring it to me?”
Duke Rocard looked at Karlin’s eyes shining like gems.
He knew that one day he would face her in the royal palace.
With her abilities, she could aim for a royal servant or a research position at the academy without any problem.
But she clearly didn’t want to wait that long.
He had noticed her interest in Greyan at the library earlier, but he never expected to confront her in such an urgent situation.
So the light she emanated annoyed him greatly.
Karlin replied.
“May I also state my condition since you’re proposing a trade, Your Highness?”
To trade with a royal demand.
Her audacity or recklessness slightly hardened the corners of Greyan’s mouth.
However, he forced a smile and replied.
“Go ahead.”
“Duke Kaidel excellently fulfills his duties as a royal servant despite being a student at the academy. I would like to take up that challenge as well.”
She looked Greyan in the eye and spoke.
“Will you make me a maidservant to His Highness the Prince?”
Duke Rocard looked at Greyan’s mouth beneath the hood.
What would he say? Would he accept this provocative woman now?
Greyan spoke.
“I can’t take in a new servant during the competition. I have no choice but to pay you in gold, Ankhart.”
“I apologize, Your Highness.”
In response to Kalin’s calm answer, the two men doubted their ears.
“I can’t agree to the deal because it’s not what I want. ‘Red Tears’ will remain in Ankart.”
“……!”
“Then I will take my leave, Your Highness. Eternal glory to Tagar.”
Until Kalin disappeared with his escort knight, the two men stood in silence.
Greyen coughed awkwardly and mumbled.
“I apologize for doubting you before, Duke Rocard.”
When Rocard refused Kalin’s approach, Greyen had questioned his loyalty.
Thinking he only brought easy targets before me.
But now, Rocard was angry for another reason.
“Why did you refuse! We absolutely need that gem for this. I understand you’re wary of showing a weakness, but just this once…”
“The Amata tribe’s house.”
That was one of Rocard’s most dreadful memories from his time in the Tunbar Mountains.
Greyen wanted it.
Rocard sighed, wiping his forehead with the palm of his hand.
“Your Highness!”
However, Greyen smiled faintly.
“Let’s go back, Rocard.”
I couldn’t return to the palace for several days because I was busy going from one orphanage to another.
When I entered an inn with Lord Rond in the evening, the noisy guests became quiet upon seeing my bulk, and it felt somewhat plausible each time.
I donated the price of the princess’s ring as I visited about thirty orphanages. I directly delivered some of the money in the form of food and clothes.
Because naturally, gifts are more satisfying to see and hold with my own eyes and hands.
It would have been easier to focus donations on a few orphanages in the capital city, but that would give the impression that I was trying to get the job done easily.
And that was not my goal.
Lord Rond silently followed me. He was the kind of person who gave a feeling of being protected just by being there, without speaking or doing anything.
When we finally arrived at the imperial palace at the end of our long journey, it was nighttime. We immediately went to our respective accommodations to sleep.
And the next day, when we went to the princess’s audience chamber, we were able to see Targan.
Cold Male Lead Became My Clingy Husband (Female-Dominant)
Feng Bai Su transmigrated into a matriarchal novel, becoming the sister of the female protagonist and the Seventh Princess of the Feng Ling Kingdom.
After working herself to death in her previous life, finally reincarnating as a princess, she only wanted to be a lazy fish who could eat, sleep, and play.
Until she met the male protagonist from the book, Wei Jing Mo, and he took a liking to her!
Wei Jing Mo is the top young man in Feng Ling City, talented in both appearance and ability, from a prestigious family, with a cold and otherworldly appearance, a figure like the bright moon in the hearts of noble ladies. It was thought that only the most powerful and talented noble lady in Feng Ling City would be worthy of such a brilliant young man. Who knew that this young gentleman would secretly admire the infamous Seventh Princess?
Short scene 1:
Feng Bai Su looked at the young man crying like a pear blossom in the rain before her, and couldn’t help but doubt her life.
Wasn’t the male lead described as a cold and otherworldly figure in the book?
Then who was this poor little thing crying with swollen red eyes and tear-stained face?
Short scene 2:
Wei Jing Mo stared intently at Feng Bai Su who was about to go out, wanting to say, “Be careful on the road.”
Before he could speak, Feng Bai Su suddenly bent down and bit his cheek.
Her peach blossom eyes were full of disdain: “Tsk! You’re so clingy!”
Wei Jing Mo: “…”
A talented fox spirit female lead with a flirtatious appearance but actually abstinent VS A cold-looking but actually naive and clingy little jealous male lead
